Luyện nghe bài hát This How We Eat

Definition, gangsta, hustla, you
We money, we eat, we feed
Pay attention,
Uhh, yeah, on
Uhh, uhh, make some
House, you know
Short Dog peep game, on

I'm ridin' down the street, beat, feets got on
No fool, we get it all for eats
Cocoa Puff the leaf, cloud up
We some gangsta's money, never been a scrub

Whattchu know sellin' dope?
But the only thing you good for now is droppin' the
Goldie Loc, Deee, Too Short, no doubt
Tell 'em how we eat and we all about, nigga

These hoes know, what's up, niggaz havin' game
O.G.'s tell me good, bitch, I'm the same
Motherfucker make 'em feel good, ya my name
Bitch, if ya could, you'd do the same

thirteen albums in a row
Be Too Short, baby, and pimp a hoe
It's so easy, if ya how to get it
never be another broke-ass nigga

We got top-notch hoes, y'all got crack-hoes
We sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios
We got top-notch hoes, y'all got crack-hoes
We sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios

Fuck a suit, I'm out to where we juice
Push the Bentley coupe and endless loot
Runnin' from the brain or the stainless steel
Pushin' Holt's when we bang the field

With the out, jack the whole hood with G-clout
Invisible for niggaz to keep out
You ain't got to ask the fuck are what we 'bout
Whatever, get the cheddar than an nigga can out

I used to be able to jump the free-throw line and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' really
Except, scars on my body
What I mean by that, I was hit by some

Call somebody, I'm layin' in this motherfucker
It wasn't because of my shoes, clothes or
I was at the wrong at the wrong time
Paramedics don't know, I was a victim of the

Just keep gettin' that money,
them niggaz, yeah, this is how we eat

We got, top-notch hoes, y'all got crack-hoes
We sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios

Don't be trick, you know hoes so slick
Do yo' thang and get
And get wise, with the game ya got
You could slang some rocks, but change ya spot

Ask anybody, I stay
Most want pussy, tryna get laid
Stayin' soft with a hoe crossed by a hoe
I break a bitch down then I'm off the dough

I'm so hungry, I can't to eat
I ride new shit down the street
Life is a game of chess who the best
Is the last one that's to rest

I know, you wanna eat good, it hard
To be a real ghetto
Focus is the key, if ya want it, it be
If ya know where ya from the moment you could see
That's

We got top-notch hoes, y'all fools got
We eatin' sirloin steak, y'all eat Cheerios
We got top-notch hoes, y'all fools got
We eatin' sirloin steak, fools eat Cheerios

me headed out West Impala Drive
And when they see balkin' and be talkin' [Incomprehensible]
Too Short, Eastsidaz, and ya boy Big Tig
It's on and now, but we want always this big

Wanted a Benz and a
Whatever feels, sprayin' Raid on the
I mean the damn scene was kinda hopeless
Came home to it, then we flipped the

Now, we big livin', Rockland and non-stop
hot women, cop drops with rims that don't stop spinnin'
And it's the beginnin'
'Cuz as long as the game strong we keep winnin'

Big Tigger, Too Short, it so mean
That lets us go get us a team of flat
Three cars, three cribs and three
When I drop this hot shit, I'm cop three plus three mics

Y'all niggaz better stop playin' and get yo' game
Too Short, Eastsidaz, Big Tig, oh boy
Album number 13 nigga, y'all better chasin' the cat
And chase that money, well, unless you
The cat got money how we eat nigga
go, oh boy